Girls, can you remember those lovely Daisy dolls? Daisy was smaller than Barbie and more girlish and childish. Her ladylike small shoes and sunglasses and sophisticated wardrobe. How we were playing with these dolls but Daisy could also be wild and and did some strip tease for the boy dolls and could even be pregnant for some days. I had many of these dolls but then one day I got a Barbie. In the eyes of a small girl Barbie was like a queen, a real woman. From that day on Daisy´s part in the game was to serve Barbie queen. Sad, but still I miss these cute dolls, lying somewhere in a big box in mum´s cupboard.

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I´m Sofia, a Finnish woman living with her family in the Alps in Austria. This blog is about small stories from my daily life, my inspirations, my thoughts and all nice and beautiful things in life and in my HOME....WELCOME!